I had a lovely though hectic Halloween. I consumed too many Tootsie Rolls. I read a lot of Stephen King's Night Shift. I looked over a small mound of papers that needed grading, and I tended to some of them. This weekend felt surreal. In a way that is odd but not scary. And for that very lack of eeriness, my weekend feels a bit like a bad dream.
Maybe it's just the daylight savings time. Maybe not.
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